AmericaXReader: Revolutionary by percabethjiper, literature
Literature
AmericaXReader: Revolutionary
You walked into your printing shop, in your town of New York. The streets were busy and filled with colonists arguing. Some where say that Great Britain was being an ass, and others were being loyal. You were part of the 'rebellion', and you were in charge of all the women who sold themselves for information.
You sat down, and started writing a note to General Washington, when Phillip, a young men from the militia, knocked on the door.
"Hello Miss (y/n), how are you doing on this fine day?" He said tilting his cap, meaning that he had a message from the General.
"Fine fine Phillip, now hand me the 'letter from my papa' and be on your way.
Chile sat in her lounge chair, bored as hell, while Argentina just blabbed on and on how much better he was than her. The Latin America meeting was going to start in 5 minutes and Spain still hadn’t arrived yet. Usually the meetings were more between the Central and South American countries, but due to a “special” reason, or that’s what Spain calls it, he had to come. Venezuela and Colombia were both chatting, Ecuador and Peru were pouting (still for their oceans, that don’t belong to them), Paraguay and Uruguay were sitting while talking about economical problems, and Brazil was annoying Mexico about how to
AmericaXReader: Revolutionary by percabethjiper, literature
Literature
AmericaXReader: Revolutionary
You walked into your printing shop, in your town of New York. The streets were busy and filled with colonists arguing. Some where say that Great Britain was being an ass, and others were being loyal. You were part of the 'rebellion', and you were in charge of all the women who sold themselves for information.
You sat down, and started writing a note to General Washington, when Phillip, a young men from the militia, knocked on the door.
"Hello Miss (y/n), how are you doing on this fine day?" He said tilting his cap, meaning that he had a message from the General.
"Fine fine Phillip, now hand me the 'letter from my papa' and be on your way.
Chile sat in her lounge chair, bored as hell, while Argentina just blabbed on and on how much better he was than her. The Latin America meeting was going to start in 5 minutes and Spain still hadn’t arrived yet. Usually the meetings were more between the Central and South American countries, but due to a “special” reason, or that’s what Spain calls it, he had to come. Venezuela and Colombia were both chatting, Ecuador and Peru were pouting (still for their oceans, that don’t belong to them), Paraguay and Uruguay were sitting while talking about economical problems, and Brazil was annoying Mexico about how to
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I'll try to modify them a but, so it can look decent, but it still would be horrible.
BUT YAY ANYWAYS...
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